is 1988. One of my patients and their families, just invite me to dinner at home almost an hour and half drive from my house. This patient, who a few months earlier had tried to end his days, was anxious to thank me for being there with him at that moment and listen to him.
I was glad of this recognition, however, exhausted by my very busy work days, I am wondering extra effort. I would have preferred, I confess, go home, warm under the duvet.
The dinner went very calmly and very pleasant exchange. My patient tells me about his new projects and seems indeed, at all in the same suffering.
It's 3 am and I can finally go home. Surprise, leaving a thick fog enveloping the night.
I'm tired, exhausted, but I must go home. I am sensible, restart my workday at 7 am ..
and there ..
Who drove my car? I realize suddenly, I saw the sign the common JANZE, I do not remember that the panel end of town: Ferns and nothing in between. For those who know the geographical area, many km separate these two communities. How could I do this route without having any recollection? safely without encountering slope? having slept? For
surprisingly, I could make my work day that followed without much difficulty.
I am sure all these years that my Guardian Angel , drove the car for me.
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